Luyện nghe bài hát Loco

I the 44
Then paint the Van
She the front door
She came
She and rambled
I came and rolled
No time for conversations shoulders
my mind
She outta red
She woozy bourgeois straight from Dubai
She love the hip hop and love my slick
Give head then begged the boy to crip
I write the Joyce
Don't need the Royce
I need a straight jacket go bat shit
Sick of rapper stealing my swagger
Tryna run the penmanship practiced
Gangsta Gatsby
with no lotion
Get this shit
his jaw open
Crack in my
Daddy smoking
Like he loved niggas no joking

Everybody get a bit crazy
Seems like you've been that lately
Everybody a little bit lonely
Keep breathing slowly
Right place at the time
Wrong turn in my own
Right place at the time
Got in my own mind

It's okay, hey Vince, me
Things are going great and this ain't what you need
Don't need to waste your on an ignorant fuck
Send me some more money, laugh it all up
Hey, remember how we to fight in Pre-K?
Mama whooped that ass for 3
Parties at for our birthday
It's okay, okay, guess I should say

Lemme tell ya 'bout, when a nigga went
At the Marriott, Kurt Cobain dreams
Lemme ya bout, when a nigga went loco
Ace hotel shoulda at the Soho
Housekeeping knocking on my door though
Don't she know I'm in the mirror with a 44
get my head straight
She tryna get the bed
No to think
KABOOM on the

Uhh me harta
(Pinche baboso los ojos)
te cres eh? El muy chingon?
(Date de lo que tienes)
Tu no nadien
(Ya no niño)
Todo lo que quieres hacer te sale mal, eres un no sabes nada
(You're a ass mutherfuckin' man)
Nadie te toma
(I fuckin' hate you, just leave me the alone)
Sabes que, a la chingada me caes gordo
(Pinche desgraciado)
vato pendejo
(I fuckin' you)

Everybody get a little bit
Seems you've been feeling that lately
Everybody gets a little bit
Keep breathing slowly
Right place at the wrong
Wrong in my own mind
place at the wrong time
Got lost in my own

okay, hey Vince, it's me
Things are pretty great and this ain't what you need
Don't need to waste your on an ignorant fuck
Send me more money, we'll laugh it all up
Hey, remember how we used to in Pre-K?
Mama whooped ass for 3 days
Parties at for our birthday
It's okay, it's okay, I should say

In the black Benz speeding with my black gleaming
Out the
Tints low baby come and see 'em where the low
Been gone I don't need a shrink I need a hit song tryna show the world a

Been a schizo crip though off of 65th
Anybody killer I ain't when the shit blow
Jumping through your finna hit a lick mode
Thugging the flip phone don't be who I flip on

We all waste away, are you looking for?
We all waste away, what do you got in
We all waste away, cause I take much more
We all waste away, rather be and poor
What my pastor say? Some that I don't believe
What my say? Nigga, you won't be free
Until you pass away, razor on my
compensate, this pain, it run so deep
"But you a star," they say, "You so much to me
Mean so to me"